Pirate’s Storm Master

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"Ah ah ah! Boy, you wait for me to kill you!" Drought Jack roared, "Someone!"

"What's wrong with Boss Jack? He's so angry!" Jack's clever subordinate immediately ran over and flattered Jack with such a greeting from Jack.

"Crack!" Drought Jack slammed the newspaper onto a table and smashed the table.

Jack pointed at Ling Yu on the newspaper with red eyes and said, "You, go and find this guy in the photo for me, I'm going to kill this guy!"

This subordinate was taken aback by Drought Jack's red eyes that were trying to choose someone, and he didn't even dare to ask. The man who searched the papers for Drought Jack went.

After getting everything done, this subordinate was in the mood to carefully look at Ling Yu in the newspaper.

"Yo hoo, are you full of powerful newcomers? It's a pity, since you offended Boss Jack, your journey will end here." After reading the newspaper carefully, the subordinate said regretfully. Ling Yu looked at the newspaper as if looking at a dead man.

That's right, in his eyes, this Storm Swordsman will become a dead man no matter how powerful he is.

After offending Boss Jack and offending the Beast Pirates, even if his strength is good, it is impossible for him to survive.

Now he only hopes that the intelligence personnel of the Beast Pirates can quickly find the whereabouts of the Swordsman of the Wind, so that he can complete the task given by Boss Jack as soon as possible. He didn't want to make Boss Jack wait too long because of this.

When he thought of Drought Jack's red eyes that seemed to be devoured by someone, he shuddered subconsciously!

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Ling Yu didn't know that because of a title from an unscrupulous editor, Drought Jack would kill him because of this.

If he knew, he would have to vomit three liters of blood.

Of course, Ling Yu, who didn't know all this, was in a good mood right now. Although he was still injured, it didn't affect his mood.

He picked up a whole bunch of fresh orange juice from the table and poured himself a glass.

After letting the sweet and silky taste fill his mouth, he sighed contentedly, and after refilling himself a glass, he picked up the juice and walked to the crowd on the deck to enjoy the traditional show on board with everyone. - Daily discussions.

This is a traditional show that has been passed down from the sea. Ling Yu guessed that this show may be the first time, a show that people figured out in order to pass the boring time on the sea.

Of course, it may also appear to solve some fights.

But in any case, this show can ignite people's most primitive passion, and it is one of the easiest and cheapest ways to vent the negative emotions that have been floating on the sea for a long time.

After the two muscular guys on the boat once again contributed a wonderful hand-to-hand performance, Skeleton Brook, pulled down the next pair of crew members who wanted to fight, and walked to the middle of the circle.

After tidying up the clothes a little, Brooke officially issued an invitation to learn from Mihawk.

"Your Excellency Mihawk, although I know that I am not your opponent, but as a swordsman, I still can't help but want to fight with your Excellency. Please don't hesitate to teach me!"

Mihawk shook the red wine in his hand: "Oh, yes, after seeing the battle between me and your captain, you dared to draw a sword to me, you are the second swordsman in my line who agrees!"

Hawk-Eyed Mihawk put the wine glass aside, and pulled out the supreme knife behind him? Ye pointed at Brook and said, "Come on!"

Brooke's only knuckles were left on his sword.

"Please enlighten me!" As soon as the voice fell, Brook disappeared instantly.

Night Song? Straight through!

Brooke stabbed Mihawk with a sword at a speed that the ordinary human retina can't catch!

Ding!

Mihawk's sword turned and blocked Brook's thrust firmly with the blade.

Fast sword? Nice speed! Mihawk, who easily blocked Brook's blow, commented with interest! Of course, in order to find the fun of fighting, Mihawk has already suppressed his strength to a level similar to that of Brook, that is, the appearance of third-order, two-three-star.

Wine Bottle Dance? Chain hits!

Brook was not surprised or discouraged when the stab was blocked, but continued to stab countless stabs with the stick sword! Covered Mihawk's whole body!

"It's not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough, if you only have this level, I'm so disappointed!" Mihawk commented with deliberate disappointment after blocking Brook's thorn level!

This disappointed tone and leisurely movements stinged Brook's self-esteem as a swordsman like a poisonous snake, making him seem to be a little faster at the speed of his sword for a while.

Ling Yu, who was standing outside, listened to Mihawk's venomous comments, laughed and took a sip of orange juice to suppress his shock.

Sure enough, Hawkeye Mihawk is really the kind of arrogant swordsman with his own talent for poisonous tongue!

Ling Yu thought of something interesting and took another sip of orange juice.

On the field, seeing that his fast sword could not help Mihawk at all, Brook decisively pulled away and retreated a distance.

Revolutionary Dance? Onslaught!

Then, in the eyes of the crew members, Brook, who had just disappeared from disappearance, disappeared in front of them again, and when he appeared again, he had appeared behind Mihawk, leaning forward and half-squatting on the ground.

In the face of this rapid sword, even a kendo master like Mihawk almost didn't react when he suppressed his strength to the same level as Brook. Fortunately, relying on rich experience and strong neural responses, Brook predicted the timing and orientation of Brook's sword strike before the sudden attack. The horizontal sword was on Brook's only path.

Brook, who was moving at extreme speed, didn't have time to change his direction, so he could only slightly change the angle of the sword, and fought with Mihawk in a reckless fight.

"Kakkaka!"

Although Brook's speed is fast, his strength and physical strength are a bit unsatisfactory. After all, there are only skeletons and hair left on his body, and he doesn't even have a little muscle. How much strength and physical strength can you expect from him.

After fighting against Mihawk at the extreme speed, the bones on his body couldn't bear it, and there was a cracking sound.

"This sword is a bit interesting, but it's not enough!" Mihawk saw that the effect of the poisonous tongue just now was good, so he opened his mouth and hoped that Brook could break out a sword that interested him more.

Although Brook's strength is not strong enough, the speed of the fast sword he is now bursting out has successfully attracted Mihawk's interest.

This is Brook's own set of swordsmanship that he has polished day and night in the long 40 years in the Devil's Triangle Sea area, combined with his own characteristics of being as light as a swallow (can he not be light with only one body of bones left!).

The speed that has far exceeded the speed of the same rank combined with the fast sword, cut a fatal blow.